S.M.Bonham : Writing

How the rose got its thorns

How the rose got its thorns

A Story by S.M.Bonham


How the Rose Got Its Thorns Once long, long ago, a time before men polluted the earth with their sinful ways, there was a lone flower. This wasn..
There once was a girl...

There once was a girl...

A Story by S.M.Bonham


You'll probably think me insane after reading this... And you're probably right.
Why

Why

A Poem by S.M.Bonham


I never understood why my father did it. I guess I never will.
Whispers

Whispers

A Poem by S.M.Bonham


Lying on the deck Feet, swishing in the water Thinking about past, Summers while listening to The whispers of the soft wind
True love

True love

A Poem by S.M.Bonham


I don't believe you can just fall out of love.
Today or tomorrow

Today or tomorrow

A Poem by S.M.Bonham


Those of you who read my other poem about death probably think I'm insane. Death went from being the gentle arms of a lover to clammy hands coming to ..
Sunrise

Sunrise

A Poem by S.M.Bonham


Have you ever watched the sun rise without someone else? It's extremely lonely.
Sin

Sin

A Poem by S.M.Bonham


Most will probably disagree with my view on things. But hey, this is how my twisted mind works. Like it or don't, either way I could care less.
Player

Player

A Poem by S.M.Bonham


I once dated a guy, he was a player. He dumped me for one of my best friends.
Pheonix

Pheonix

A Poem by S.M.Bonham


Pheonixes have always fascinated me. This is one of my favorite poems.

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